Goodies (feat. Petey Pablo) - Ciara

((Petey)) Man holla at ya dog Petey Petey hey yall hey yall Carolina bird dog, still got my shirt off Still reppin' for convicts in Sing-sing to Burgaw Still rockin' with T-T-Timbaland uh-uh uh-uh I got a different role, different stroll Impose, every nigga in here tryin' best to fuck with Petey hoes I got em by the boat load, dark skin to pink-toes Li'l bitty to big hoe, nineteen to forty-fo' I got some 1965 pantyhose Still in the plastic bag now tell me I ain't a macaroni Jerome Jerome to Don Corleone Petey Petey the pussy beater I suck em, fuck em, send em home I gets my thug on, weekends I get me club on, we been So many hotels boy I ought to buy my own Petey-ott, Petey swiss, Petey inn, Petey I (Petey I) MAN WE DID IT AGAIN ((Chorus)) I I I I I I I I I I I I Got them girls Got them thangs Got them guns Got them stunts uh, I said I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I Got them girls Got them thangs Got them guns Got them stunts uh, I said I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I Got them girls Got them thangs Got them stunts uh, I said I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I Got them thangs Got them guns Got them stunts uh, ((Petey)) P-P-Pardon me dog Its the gitchie from the gitchie bar Its really a tittie bar but I ain't got no license for it I got the what they want Plenty H, plenty O Plenty guns, plenty bows Muthafucka chew ya road You ain't never seen this before But when this shit drop, all she wrote International playa (yay ah) D-D-Deah ya go All they want is that Timbaland and Petey Pablo Now watch me ball, da-dunna-dunna Rims spinnin', 20's on all the cars, da-dunna-dunna Every time we hit em they different broads, da-dunna-dunna Now yall ain't ready I'm the jumping in the Jumping Jack Flash You don't hear the way ya disc jumpin' across the track Nigga I'm a jumpin' ass Fist stomp I know you mad But ain't too much you can do bout that Cause I'll make em stop the track Tighten my belt and whoop y'all ass Y'all niggas gon' understand why niggas don't wanna drop shit this year Five and five equals ten Petey Pab Timbaland is all it is ((Chorus)) ((Petey)) I'm the quicker picker-upper Crazy soda can crusher River, rock path, mobile home Country muthafucka Rep the dirty like a car commercial You ain't heard it pitch Like the smell in the pasture, I'm the Cacky-lacky shit Tr-Tr-Trash talkin' som'bitch Trust me man I ain't the one to get mad at Petey Pab got a bag of vats And a gat if it come to that So nigga-nigga don't act like that, playin' Get a nigga smacked like that, I'm sayin' Get a nigga wig pushed back, DAMN Timbaland where ya at ((Timbaland)) In a 18-wheeler blowin' my horn-horn Granddad in the field pickin beans and corn-corn Mama never saw that a star was born-born Mama said star go mow that lawn-lawn I said its hot as hell a nigga need some lemonade Bump it its 2000 a nigga needs some Minute Maid Go head and act up get cut with this switch blade Nigga you better pay attention what the hook say Aah ((Chorus))

I come, they go, I run, they slow I ain't ashamed that I did what I did I just live how I live, you don't like it, say so Ain't a singer on my payroll I'm platinum, they're probably that gold Buckhead bouncing, move a little ounces Talking out loud, but I ain't low Wait for the day that Bubba can't blow And get them fo'sho, bitch can't blow S.V. style, you know what I'm talking about Mo'fucking bank account, you say Os These hoes better stay on their toes The big play threat, I just may go 87 yards in the blink of an eye It really don't matter what you think of the guy Cuz I'm eager to try this style, and that style And stack piles of cash, while sayin' something Dudes agile, hear that? Wow, a bad child that turned good Now, I've earned good, but I've burned better That cush, please just sush, wuss, I'm the team captain Get your first letter, bitch (Pussy) You thinking, you dead, boy? Know where I'm at, boy? I'm on the other side of the room, your lady feel frisky Tell her come get me, I'm on the other side of the room If you came to party, let's go get it started I'm on the other side on the room Whether you with me or you're against me I'm on the other side of the room I remember when we used to carry them things Back in the days Hot as a flame and I'm setting through the blaze Homey, full of hate Dollar bill full of cane It's the mister motherfucker with a hundred different names Ain't fuck with nobody Can't roll no problem, diamond Never could quite understand a man that never talked how to Stay to himself, quiet as kept With a coldness in his eyes that will scare you to death I was on my way, man I had one foot in the grave Motherfucker, I stayed contemplating about my last and final day I'm supposed to be nothing, they were supposed to give me life in prison Last pick, misfit, probably did a full twenty, hey, I'm right here, head up Got the whole world shaking for me, I said You thinking, you dead, boy? Know where I'm at, boy? I'm on the other side of the room, your lady feel frisky Tell her come get me, I'm on the other side of the room If you came to party, let's go get it started I'm on the other side on the room Whether you with me or you're against me I'm on the other side of the room Maybe death and taxes ain't the only thing certain To come unnerved from out behind the closed curtain, bubba skirting What's the word? You must have heard a lot of BS was asserted Since none of us is perfect, wonder who it was unnerving Not me, not you, grin and bear it? Got to If they ain't worried about you, then they ain't worried about you Hear, hear, get it clear, disappear from out my hemisphere If indeed you've got some business here, then state it crystal clear All this fake innuendo from little minnows Is gonna make the big goldfish unload on the fish hole Fuck Cane and Nate, baby tell me that it is so I'd rather watch my momma get low than quit this, fo' sho, yo You thinking, you dead, boy? Know where I'm at, boy? I'm on the other side of the room, your lady feel frisky Tell her come get me, I'm on the other side of the room If you came to party, let's go get it started I'm on the other side on the room Whether you with me or you're against me I'm on the other side of the room